Blind Dominance And as i slip off to sleep there's him waiting at the door "come in sweetheart" he slimes his words "come in dahhhlin'" Me somehow by another force pulled, towards him a sea of kissed and being kissed by this slightly taller dominater. The ghastly moment takes me as i steadily hate myself more and more crawling jumping under the covers "there's others in the room so shh" He covers my mouth to stop the noise i can't go on i can't go on my mouth is dry and i'd rather not say. no words i can't say stop i'm frozen in a non-rape situation. With our naked bodies intertwining (mine unsure but his aligned) a flash of blinding forgetfulness /you know, how ultimate lust makes you disappear? torn from my brain my body is writhing... heavy breathing beaded sweat still still disgusted
Youch, that is a pretty terrible dream. Feeling helpless is the worst, I hate dreams like that, where you can't move or talk or do anything normally even though you absolutely need to. Anyways, good poem. (And I like your crazy hair!)
